Chapter 325

"Oh? "No," said Zhong Mingwei, frowning and sipping his tea. "It is said that the Empress Dowager and her father have reached a tacit agreement. How could this ancient pagoda be so restless?" Zhong Mingwei pondered and looked at pangyi at the same time. "Who else is there besides the people of the imperial forest army?"

"There is another force, but the subordinates haven't found out the details yet. However, when they go down the mountain, they are always stared at and don't run," said Pang Yi. He paused and said on one side, "there are always two groups of people, one is the royal forest Army, the other is not clear, but they look at the posture, not inferior to the royal forest army."

"Those who dare to fight with the imperial army must also be the forces of the capital," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, rubbing the tea bowl, and then paused. "But they have been occupying the Ninggu tower, but they don't do anything to me. It can be seen that they are not the forces of the Imperial Palace, nor the people of several princes." Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips, and then looked at pangyi. "The Ninggu tower has always been owned by the imperial army How many years has the sphere of influence been firmly held in the hands of the royal forest army? Who dares to fight for territory with the royal forest army? "

Pang Yi's eyes suddenly brightened: "it's the royal guards! The royal guards and the royal guards have been rivals for many years. Dai Jingfeng has made a fool of himself in front of the longevity master. The royal guards have been fighting against the Royal Guards for many years. Sheng Sheng has had to seek a breakthrough outside the capital. In such an important place as ningguta, the royal guards are very jealous and can't afford to lose the royal guards. "

"That's it," Zhong said to Pang Yi, nodding his head. After some deliberation, he said, "you may as well contact the royal guards."

Pang Yi was stunned, and then asked busily, "Sir, you mean..."

"I don't mean anything else. I don't have the idea of standing in line. I just want to live in peace in Ninggu pagoda," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice. "It's just that Ninggu pagoda is a big place. Where can the two forces of the royal forest army and the Royal guards survive? At that time, it will be another fierce fight. At that time, I, the old prince, may become a stepping stone for others. It's better to plan early. Compared with the strong dragon of the royal guards, the local snake of the imperial forest army is more stable and reliable. "

"Yes, my subordinates are more optimistic about the royal guards," said Pang Yi. "Although the royal guards have developed rapidly, they can't compare with the Royal Guards for hundreds of years. Besides, the old fox of Dai Jingfeng, my subordinates can't believe it."

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The next day.

Pang Yi went down the mountain early in the morning. Zhong Mingwei and Gu Changlin sat on the Kang. Gu Changlin took the silver needle and baked it on the fire. Then he stabbed into Zhong Mingwei's swollen knee. Zhong Mingwei frowned slightly and watched the pus flowing down the pinhole with blood.

"In these two days, the pus in the knee has been drained out first," Gu Changlin said, taking out a silver needle and stabbing it in, turning the needle gently with his fingers to let out more pus. "When the pus is clean, you have to scrape out the rotten meat inside, which has been soaked by the pus for a long time. I'm afraid there are many rotten meat."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Lao," said Zhong Mingwei, frowning, pausing and getting used to the pain. His brow slowly extended, and he looked at Gu Changlin. "Mr. Gu, how long will I have to keep this leg?"

"You're in a hurry again, aren't you?" Gu Changlin glanced at him sideways, stabbed a silver needle again, and snorted coldly, "I'm an old man in my sixties. I'm too old to have a good life. Running hundreds of miles against the wind and snow to cure you, I'm not in a hurry. Which door are you in a hurry?"

Zhong Mingwei nodded a little unwittingly: "yes, it's Xiao Ke who is too impatient."

"I thought you wouldn't be impatient if you got the lesson this time. Unexpectedly, hum, not long memory," Gu Changlin snorted coldly, twirling the silver needle in his hand and looking at Zhong Mingwei in his spare time. "I'm afraid that your little daughter-in-law dislikes you?"

Zhong Mingwei's cheeks suddenly turned red. He was not an emotional person, but he was a little embarrassed to hear Gu Changlin mention ah Chou.

"No Nothing. " Zhong Mingwei could not hang his face. He dropped his head and took the yellow book "general history of ancient and modern times" from the Kang. It was brought up by Chen Qingxuan. On that day, he left the book. In fact, he had read the book twenty years ago, but it must be Ding Yunwen's work. He always felt kind when he stayed by.